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Chapter 9

Daria awoke feeling very warm and with a weight on her mid section. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that she was in Trent's bed and that the weight was Trent's arm that was protectively draped across her. She closed her eyes remembering the events leading up to this. She had been at the Zen and she had gotten Jane to go and get Trent so he could pick her up from where she waited. She had gotten in and must have fallen asleep on Jane's shoulder. She vaguely remembered waking in Trent's arms and being asked where she wanted to sleep. She hadn't wanted to leave his warmth and when she fell asleep he must have brought her here. Daria was contemplating going back to sleep again or not since Trent was asleep and Jane most likely was too. She didn't want to get caught alone with Wind so she thought it best to stay put. That is until she felt the nausea again. Daria knew what was coming and quickly jumped up and ran into the bathroom.

When Daria jumped up and ran out of the room she unknowingly woke Trent with the movement and as she bolted out hr door he looked after her, confusion evident on his features. "What happened?" he asked himself quietly. When he heard another door slam shut, upstairs, he realized that she was sick again. "Oh damn," he muttered getting up to go after her. He reached the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Daria? Sweetie are you alright?" When the only reply he got was the sound of more retching he cautiously opened the door. Daria was leaning over the toilet bowl and kneeling on the floor. Trent pulled her hair back away form her face and waited for her to finish. When she was done he helped her to her feet and she silently rinsed her mouth out. The Daria turned to Trent and lay her head against his chest and wrapped her arms around him. Trent held her close and rested his chin on her head for a moment before lifting her head up and lightly kissing her forehead. After a minute Trent carefully lifted her face with a hand under her chin and spoke.

"Are you alright now?"

"Yeah I guess," she said weakly.

Trent led her out of the bathroom and back to his room. "Come on sweetie, just lie down for a while. When you feel better we can head downstairs.

Daria did as Trent told her and almost immediately fell asleep once more. Trent lay down beside her and quickly joined her in the realm of Morpheus.

When Daria next awoke it was much later and seeing that Trent was once again sleeping she carefully climbed out of bed and after putting her glasses on, headed to Jane's bedroom to see if Jane had joined the land of the living yet. Looking at a clock she saw it was almost 11.30, so if Jane wasn't up yet, she'd be awake soon.

Daria knocked quietly on her friend's door and when she received no answer she proceeded to enter the room as silently as possible. Looking around for a moment Daria spotted what she was looking for. Her whistle. Usually used on Kevin, the whistle was still in Jane's bedroom after she had left it there a few days ago. Picking up the whistle Daria walked over to Jane's bed. After eyeing the sleeping figure of her best friend Daria leaned in near Jane's ear, put the whistle to her lips, took a deep breath and blew. The high pitched squeal emitted by the whistle brought a slumbering Jane immediately and quite rudely into the world of the consciousness.

"Ahh!! What the hell?!" Jane cried sitting straight up in bed. Then she looked around and spotted Daria. And saw the amused smirk gracing her lips. "What did you do that for? God Daria. Besides, shouldn't you be throwing up or something?" Jane said, glaring at her friend.

"I did it 'cause I was bored and it was time you got up anyway. As to the throwing up part, been there and done that already today."

Jane looked at Daria a look of guilt marring her features. "Ah sorry about that one Amiga, I shouldn't have said that."

"Don't worry Jane, it's fine, honest. And you know, I think I'm coming to accept this. The pregnancy I mean."

Jane looked a little taken aback. "What did you say? Yesterday you were nearing hysteria, sorry again, and today you're fine with it? I know I'm repeating myself but, what?"

"I don't know why Jane. Motherly instincts I guess. Oh god, did I really just say that?"

"I'm afraid so. It seems they've gotten to you. Dammit! We got so far!"

Daria rolled her eyes at her friend. "Don't worry, I'm sure it'll pass."

By now Jane was sitting on her bed and Daria sat down joining her. "So have you worked out what you're going to tell your folks?"

"Let's see...nope. I'm not going to say anything yet. I'll at least wait a few days. Work out my strategy. I figure though, about school, if I go until the end of the year I'll be right. My clothes'll hide it for a while yet and after that, I'll study at home for a while before the brats born, then I can see about going back to school.

"Wow, you're really handling this well."

"I guess I'm just trying to look on the, can't believe I'm about to say this, bright side-"

"That's it! Who are you and what have you done with Dar-"

"Shut up Lane. Like I was saying, and Trent told me this yesterday, it might not be so bad. I mean sure, it'll be a little harder at school and very strange, but this will be mine and Trent's child. Do you understand?"

"Sure I do. Not as much as you obviously but, hey, I'm your partner in crime. I'll stick by ya and this kid's gonna make me an aunt again! Just be careful. Especially about what happens before you let the parentals in on it. Things could get messy if you get caught puking in the mornings."

"I know Jane. Besides I can always claim it to be a stomach bug, for a few days at least.

"Yeah, that'll work. You know as well as I do that your mother isn't stupid. Even if you tell her that and she acts like she agrees, she'll know that there's something up and that you're not telling her about it."

"I know, as much as I hate to admit it, she's the bulb that shines a little brighter than the other members of my family. And besides that she's my mom and she'll just know something is up."

"You should just tell her. She'll probably hit the roof but your mother is a reasonable person, she'll get used to it. What tome did you say they were getting home anyway?"

"About four or fiveish. I've still got a few hours."

"You had better make the most of them. Especially with Trent," Jane smirked at her friend.

"I'm so sorry Jane but, I'm pregnant to your brother. Whatever you're thinking of, we've done it, I'm sure. And remember you're talking about your brothers sex life."

Jane froze. "Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! Did you have to do that?! God I hate you sometimes!"

"Don't worry, the feelings mutual," Daria gave her a sarcastic smile.

"So anyway, since you appear to be in a very rare, talkative mood this fine day, spill!" How'd you and Trent get together?"